Narrator's POV

"I'm worried about the kids." Stephen said. "They should've been here a few hours ago."

"Honey, calm down." Tony said, watching his husband nervously and worriedly pace about the room. "I'm sure they're fine wherever they are."

"You don't know that." Stephen said. "What if they ran into trouble? Or something happened, or they were hurt. Or, or, or..." Stephen began stammering.

"Stephen." Tony said taking him by the shoulders. "Calm yourself. You're stammering."

"Sorry, I'm just..." Stephen sighed.

"I know." Tony nodded.

"Maybe I should go check on them." Stephen said, starting to open a portal.

"I MET SOME ONE REALLY COOL TODAY!" Oliver busted through the Sanctum's door.

"Oh." Stephen sighed in relief.

Oliver threw his backpack in the corner and ran up to his parents.

"You did?" Stephen asked, smiling. He knew how much Oliver had been struggling to make friends.

"Yes!" Oliver said. "He's super cool!"

Tony smiled. "What's his name?"

"Sleeper." Oliver said.

"How'd you meet him?" Stephen asked.

"Well, I came out of band practice and Peter wasn't there because he went to catch bad guys. So I was walking home when I got hit by a bike."

"You got hit by a bike?" Tony asked.

"Yes, but I didn't hurt." Oliver said. "Anyway, so I was..."

Stephen and Tony smiled as they listened to their over excited little son tell his story.

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"Dad! I made a friend!" Sleeper shouted, coming into the house.

"Hm?" Eddie poked his head out of the kitchen with Venom on his shoulder.

"A friend! I made a friend!" Sleeper ran up to his dads and hugged their legs.

"Eddie, Sleeper has made friend." Venom said.

"Yes!" Sleeper said. "His name is Oliver."

"Oh." Eddie smiled at his son. "How'd you meet?"

"Well, I was riding my bike down the park, and suddenly these ducks got in my way. I didn't want to run over them so..."

Eddie And Venom listened to their son.

"Eddie, this is happiest day of my life." Venom whispered in Eddie's ear.

Eddie smiled and gave Venom a gentle kiss.

///0///0

"Gosh. What a work out." Peter huffed as he came through the door.

"Tell me about it. He drove thirty blocks before he decided to stop." Wade said behind him, removing his mask.

"How did today go boys?" Stephen asked Peter and Wade.

"Well, some guy robbed a bank and kept driving for thirty blocks until he ran out of gas." Peter said. "I thought I'd run out of web fluid, but it was enough. My arms are sore."

"At least you didn't have to run nineteen blocks then ask someone to use their motorcycle." Wade laughed.

"Well, Oliver made a friend." Tony said.

"What? No way." Peter smiled. "You made a friend Ollie?"

"Yup." Oliver smiled at his brother.

"Do you have classes together?" Peter asked.

"He doesn't go to school with me." Oliver said. "I was taking a walk, and he ran into me with his bike."

"Did you cry?" Wade asked.

"Nope. I took it like a man." Oliver puffed his chest out.

"That's my boy." Wade said to him.

"So what's his name?" Peter asked.

"Sleeper." Oliver said. "Well, his name is Dylan, but he likes to be called Sleeper."

"You should invite him over one day." Wade said.

Oliver gasped and looked back at Stephen and Tony. "Can I please invite him? Pleeeaaaaseee?"

"Oliver, we have to meet his parents, and then make sure it's okay with them." Tony said.

"I'll ask him tomorrow." Oliver said. "And I'll invite his parents to come for dinner."

"I..." He looked at Stephen.

Stephen smiled at him and gave him a smile.

"Okay." Tony said.

"Yes!" Oliver jumped up in happiness. "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" He hugged Tony's legs.

"Alright, Squirt." Tony smiled. "Now go to bed. It's late."

"Okay." Oliver said and rushed upstairs. "Love you Papa. Love you Daddy. Bye!"

His door closed.

Stephen smiled.

"He's excited about that ain't he?" Wade asked.

"Are you kidding? I would be too." Peter said. "He's an eleven year old going to school with people sixteen or older that don't want to hang out with him. This is his first friend since kinder." Peter said.

"Alright you two, off to bed." Tony said. "You have school tomorrow."

"Last day." Wade said.

"Already?" Stephen asked.

"Yup." Peter nodded. "One more day and it's hello summer."

"Well then. Stephen and I have family vacations to plan and fast." Tony said, looking at Stephen.

"Oh, yes. Supreme Family road trips." Stephen said.

"I wonder what kind of places we'll be going this year." Peter said.

"You can wonder about that in bed. Goodnight." Tony said.

"Okay, okay." Peter laughed. He turned to Wade. "Goodnight Wade." He hugged him.

"Night Petey." Wade hugged him back.

"Wade, there's a guests room up stairs...if you'd like to stay." Stephen said. "Just throwing that out there."

"Yeah Wade!" Peter said. "Stay."

"I..." Wade looked at Peter then at Stephen, who gave him a wink. He looked at Tony, who gave him a small nod. "Okay." He nodded. "Thank you."

"Come on Wade!" Peter said, taking Wade's hand and pulling him up the Sanctum's stairs.

"Just don't open the last door, you could end up in a different dimension." Stephen said.

"We won't!" Peter said from upstairs.

Stephen smiled. He felt something press against his back.

A pair of arms wrapped around his waist.

"They grow up so fast." Tony said, placing his chin on one of Stephen's shoulders.

"They do." Stephen said. His head perked up a little. "How are you-" He turned around to see Levi on Tony's shoulders. He laughed. "I knew you would never be able to reach up there by yourself."

"Do you have to ruin the moment every time?" Tony asked.

Stephen laughed. "Oh, shut up. You know I do it because I love you." He kissed Tony's cheek. "Let's go to bed."

///0///0

2:34 am

"Papa."

"Tonyyyyy..." Stephen groaned as he laid in bed with Tony. He laid on his stomach and had his face stuffed in his pillow.

Tony didn't even flinch.

"Tony." Stephen said, reaching across the bed, placing a hand on Tony's chest. He felt around, trying to get to his face. Once there, the pinched Tony's nose, hoping the lack of oxygen would wake him up. .

"Ah!" Tony shot up from bed. "What? Huh? Hm?" He asked, looking around confusedly and half asleep. He saw Stephen. "What is it Honey?"

"Oliver is calling you." Stephen said.

"Papa."

"I'm going. I'm going." Tony said, removing the covers from his body and getting up. He walked out of his and Stephen's room and up to Oliver's room, a light shone from under the door. He opened the it, yawning. "What is it Squirt?" He asked.

"I can't sleep." Oliver said.

"What do you want me to do?" Tony asked.

"Could you tell me a story?"

"Sure." Tony said, walking up to Oliver's bedside. "Once upon a time, there was-"

"No, no, no." Oliver said. "From this book. This one." He pulled out a book from under his pillow.

"Good. I don't have to make one up." Tony said, taking the book. He was so tired that he didn't realize that the book Oliver handed him was one of Stephen's spell books. "Which story?"

"Whichever. Just flip to a page." Oliver said.

"Okay." Tony opened the book. "If one wishes to learn the ways of the Mystic Arts, then they shall cleanse their mind of everything they've ever know..." Tony began.

He was a few pages in, still not realizing he was reading how to cast a spell out loud to Oliver.

"...and the subject should turn into a frog. The end." Tony said.

"Thank you." Oliver said, snuggled up and smiling at his dad.

"You're welcome Squirt." Tony smiled and kissed Oliver's forehead. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

Tony turned the light off and closed the door to Oliver's room. He returned to Stephen's and his room. He plopped on the bed. 

"What did he want?" Stephen asked, groggily.

"Just a story." Tony said.

"Mm." Stephen nodded and cuddled his husband close.

Tony closed his eyes and held Stephen in his arms. He hadn't realized the big mistake he had just made.